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Published 00:10 20 Dec 2016 GMT
It's not the most stonkingly original place in Dublin, nor is it the best of the best.
But some nights, you just can't beat a decent feed in this Ranelagh institution – and this is one of them.
Here's why.
I mean, look at that. This is our summer.
We're lucky to live in Dublin, for sure, but sometimes it all gets a little hard to take – sometimes it feels like the negatives outweigh the positives. So stick your head in here, and remind yourself why this city is worth all the rain in the world and then some.
Scheduling an Ireland match to kick off at 2pm on a Saturday? What in God's name were UEFA trying to do to us?
If you're one of the thousands who had their first pint at around 1.30pm, then drowned sorrow after sorrow as we fell to the Belgians and then to the South Africans, you're probably in need of something tasty and something pleasurable to finish off this rotten weekend.
And if you're from Mayo, well, all the more of a reason to cheer yourself up. Get one of these into ye...
I mean, look at that thing. There's your calories for the first half of the week in one serving.
You don't want to be going to work on an empty stomach, now, do you? Think of what that could do to your career!
We can't really talk about TriBeCa without mentioning these, now, can we?
Sure, it lost the top spot in our most recent audit of the best spots in Dublin to get wings – but that's more of a testament to the rising power of the Blue Bar in Skerries and the ever-increasing brilliance of Farmer Brown's.
The fact is that this is still one of THE best dishes in the entire city. In every genre, in every postcode, in every sense of the phrase. And you deserve a serving.
Crispy duck tacos? Ohmygodyesplease.
It's not exactly a spot you'd visit on the basis of its cocktails alone, but that's not the point – there's nothing like a Bloody Mary to up your nutrient intake (ahem) and fix you up for the weekend.
The Euros are great and all, but devoted fans can feel a little bit like they're under house arrest during the group stages.
Not tonight, though – there are just two matches this evening, kicking off simultaneously at 8pm, meaning you're free to nip in at around 6.30 and be back in time to yell at the French because you're still not quite over that incident from 2009.
Gwan. Do it.
